Just recalled that where I was brought up in East London therte was

Pauper's Graveyard 90% occupied by Students of the Racing Form Book the other 10% of the space was taken up by dementede Racing Tipsters who backed their own selections. On the gates to the entrance to this Pauper's Cemetary was a plaque with the simple inscription " Here lye the remains of many unfortunate folk who sadly knew more about Dinner times than Dinners".